The Galaxy Tales - Dirk B. (Page 44 of 49)

so long as he includes the Restaurant in the Sistine Chapel I'll be happy.

Lynne, if you want a good laugh, check out the beginning of chapter 33 in my book Into the Mind of God v3. It begins with a two-page news broadcast, including Mama's death. I'm told it's my best opening, by far. Fyi, Lady Kay (mentioned in the news briefing) is named for Kdot, who used to go by the screen name K. Most of my regular reviewers have been included as characters in my story (e.g. Dr. Amy Ess, who brings down civilization in the late 21st century). She appears in chapter two in a short Galactipedia entry.

Don't worry about reviewing Galaxy Tales. I'm just editing the final chapters based on feedback from Kdot and Seabrass, then I plan to shelve it. It needs a major rewrite.

Yes, I saw the Monty Python film. I didn't care for it. Given the nonsense in my book, I might like it better now than then. No time for it, though, since I can't sit still for a movie while I have research to do. Star Wars VIII may be an exception, so I can join the ranks of Jedi who despise the film.

This evening's episode of Gilligan's Island featured a lion whose crate fell off a ship and floated into the lagoon. Naturally, he escapes and the castaways set out to trap him. They must have forgotten to use the machine gun they captured from the ape in an earlier episode. Costumes this week included Mr. Howell as a circus ringmaster and the skipper dressed like a clown, including a fake round nose. At least they didn't give him clown shoes. They probably had to leave those behind to make room for Mrs. Howell's fur coats. Naturally one would bring those to a three-hour cruise in Hawaii. Interestingly, the lion (in a bamboo cage) was pulled out of the lagoon by the tide and was found by a Navy destroyer floating thousands of miles from land, having drifted for less than a day. That puts Gilligan's Island somewhere between Hawaii and Great Britain. Kudos to the actors for filming with a real lion, no matter how well-trained.

I'm afraid to ask. Who on Babylon 5?

It could be worse. I could be blue.

K a j o is a distant relative. He's also relatively distant.

This week's episode of Gilligan's Island involved an active volcano. While Gilligan builds a pipe system out of bamboo poles to carry the steam to the huts for hot water, the professor used a stethoscope made out of a half coconut and rubber tubes to listen to rumblings from the ground, and a giant thermometer to measure the crust's temperature by sticking it into the sand at his feet. All the while, lava spewed from the top of the volcano, which looked suspiciously like the famous one in Hawaii. The professor decides to detonate a bomb near the volcano to snuff it out like blowing out a candle. He rushed to build it because, according to his calculations, they only had minutes left to blow it up. To think, episodes like that inspired kids to go into science. It's a wonder we made it to the moon.

That's the one. He walks along the pipes counting the number of leaks. 100...101...102... He subsequently reconnects the pipes with glue. Meanwhile, Mr. Howell is sitting in his emptied money trunk, using it as a bathtub, waiting for water to start running. It begs the question why Mr. Howell didn't use the bathtub Gilligan built in an earlier episode (I'm watching them in order). Once again, I have to ask, why would anyone bring a toy sailboat and a teddy bear for a three-hour tour.

I love your reviews of Gilligan's island, BTW